“So, that’s their game!” exclaimed Cora’s brother, as he crumpled the paper up in his hand. “They’ve played a trick on us all right!”
“To get back at us for that sign on the auto, and the rice,” added Ed.
“I wonder if they really did go off to a dance?” asked Walter.
“Oh, yes, I know this Dunn chap–not half-bad,” put in Jack. “Sis and I did meet him last year. His folks have a country place somewhere round here. But how did he meet the girls and get them to come?”
“I have it!” cried Norton.
“Pass it over!” commanded Walter.
“You know that time my car developed a kink,” he continued, “and you stopped yours, Jack?”
“Sure,” assented Cora’s brother.
“Well, the girls went on, you know, and when we caught up to them I saw a couple of autos speeding down the road, as though they had been acting as escorts. I guess those fellows must have met the girls on the road, proposed the dance, and the girls accepted.”
“That’s it!” declared Jack. And so it proved, as they found out later.